Qin Langchuan and his party rushed to Shuiyun Garden. As soon as they arrived outside Rongdong Pavilion, they heard the mournful voice of the eldest lady Qin Ziyin coming from upstairs.

In the garden, there are exotic flowers and green grass. On the rockery, there are clear springs and waterfalls. The sound of the water is tinkling. The bamboo wheel water wheel is running slowly and quietly. Everywhere is exquisitely decorated and related to water. It is worthy of the word "water charm".

.However, the sound coming from the pavilion at this moment was extremely inconsistent with the garden scenery. Several maids and maids were dropped downstairs, their faces expressionless.

The uncle Qin Yi turned around and said: "You guys wait here, let's go up and have a look." Qi Beishan and Chen Sheng nodded in agreement, Jing Lingyu also wanted to go up, but after all, this was the lady's boudoir, so he barged in randomly, and ended up

It must not look good on the owner's face.

Qin Langchuan and Qin Yifei went upstairs, not caring much, broke in the door, and looked into the house. They saw the tables and chairs tilted over, the lights and candles out, calligraphy and paintings scattered on the wall, clothes and sheets thrown on the ground, and the side of the copper vat.

, Qin Ziyin was wearing a wet breast-wrapped silk gauze and was being hugged from behind by a young man in black. The young man held her left wrist with his left hand, and held a long sword with her in his right hand, with the blade across her neck.

The two of them were fighting each other, and they didn't know whether they were trying to seize the sword or kill someone.

When Qin Ziyin saw his father and grandfather appearing in front of him, he was ashamed, annoyed and anxious. He spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot and shouted: "Dad..." His body softened and he fell down. The long sword was snatched by the black young man.

in hand.

Qin Yi roared angrily, jumped forward, and struck out with a palm!

The black young man shouted: "Don't do anything yet!" He twisted his body and was able to avoid it.

A huge tea vase behind him was struck by the wind from his palm and shattered instantly, with pieces of porcelain flying!

Qin Yi undoubtedly thought that he was a flower picker, but he didn't expect that this boy was very skilled. He could easily avoid his own "Big Sect Hand" technique. He thought to himself: That's right, my daughter has been interested in medicine since she was a child.

Qi Huang, but her family education is also very extensive. She can be taken advantage of by this son, which shows that she cannot underestimate this person, so she concentrates on attacking again.

This young man was Chang Sihao. After Qin Ziyin regained consciousness, he was extremely shy. This time he rescued someone and immersed him in the same tank as a courtesy. Unexpectedly, he was invaded by the toxins forced out of the water into his body, and he was confused and confused.

They hugged each other and hugged each other. The situation was unbearable, and they even expressed their innermost feelings. As soon as they thought of this, they no longer wanted to live. They got up and picked up the sword on the wall to commit suicide. How could Chang Sihao just sit back and watch?

He went up and grabbed the end of the sword hilt, and then grabbed her left palm that was hitting her head. They kept trying to dissuade her. How could Qin Ziyin listen? The two of them fought around in the room, making the furnishings in the room staggered. With Qin Ziyin

Yin's maids were originally at the eldest lady's side, but there was no cure for Chang Sihao's poison and they had to be forced out by using martial arts. Qin Ziyin was afraid that they would delay lives by blocking her, so she had already sent them out.

He left and ordered that no one could go upstairs unless summoned. The maids and maids had some free time, either looking at the water in the garden, or chatting and joking. When they heard something was wrong upstairs, they all panicked.

Go and make a report.

When Chang Sihao was grabbing the sword, he suddenly saw two people going upstairs. One was wearing white clothes and his silver hair was scattered like clouds. He had a long beard that surpassed the snow. He was majestic and looked like a cold-eyed lion. He was old and mad; the other had long eyebrows and thin eyes.

He had a handsome black beard, a neat blue shirt, and he was middle-aged. When he was about to speak, Qin Ziyin called out, "Dad," and he was already limp. The middle-aged man who looked like a scribe waved his hand and attacked. He couldn't explain it, so he had to twist it.

Avoid it.

Just as he took a breath, Qin Yi attacked again. Chang Sihao held a long sword in his hand. He was about to make a move to resist, but felt it was inappropriate, so he had to dodge aside, shouting: "Wait! Wait!"

Qin Yi ignored it, put both palms together, and fixed the direction Chang Sihao could go to the left and right, and struck out with a "Horizontal Push Eight Hundred"!

Chang Sihao drew his sword across his chest and retreated. The opponent slapped his palms on the spine of the sword, and the huge momentum knocked his body into the air and hit the window!

With a bang, the wooden frame of the window lattice shattered inch by inch, carrying flying nails, shredded paper, and paint wood chips flying in all directions!

Chang Sihao's buttocks were backwards, his waist was like a shrimp bow, and his limbs were like the tail wings of a meteor. He flew far away in the air, and then fell downwards. His chestnut body looked like a bright black meteorite in the night.

When Qi Beishan and Chen Sheng saw someone flying out of the broken window, they were startled. Jing Lingyu screamed softly, and all the maids shrieked even more. Their lips were trembling like chaff with their fingers.

Qi Beishan drew his knife and was about to step forward when he saw another person flying out of the window, his robe sleeves flying like an eagle spreading its wings. It was the uncle Qin Yi. He shouted angrily: "I will do it myself!" Qi Beishan stopped after hearing this.

When Chen Sheng saw Chang Sihao, he hurriedly shouted: "Sir, wait a minute, it may be a misunderstanding!" Qi Beishan said: "Jin Zhi, do you know this person?" Jin Zhi is Chen Shengyi's nickname.

Chen Sheng said: "He is the brother Chang I mentioned."

Qin Yi could not hear what he was saying. He was in the air and had already seen Chang Sihao's landing point. He waved his sleeves and struck out with several palms in the air. It was the "passing water like this" of "Da Zong Hui Zhang"!

Chang Sihao stumbled, but as soon as he stood up, the opponent's palm was already in front of him, and he couldn't avoid it!

He neither dared to stab someone with his sword nor could he hide, so he suddenly remembered the stick technique taught by the old man Baofu. He turned his hips and retracted his jaw, bent his knees, crossed his forearms to block his head and face, and tried his best to receive the blow.

There was a loud bang, which made the ear drums of everyone present hurt. The mud and sand rose from the ground. For a moment, gravel and flowers flew together, the stone table and the rockery fell together, and even the bright moon in the sky was dimmed.

When the dust and smoke cleared, people looked forward and couldn't help but be surprised: they saw that the rockery in the courtyard had collapsed, the mud blocked the clear spring, the stone tables and benches were shaken topsy-turvy, and the bamboo carts and bamboo tubes that led to the spring water had earlier collapsed and flown to nowhere.

The jade pillars in the cloister were covered with mud and sand, and the flowers and herbs were lying down. The water garden turned into a mud garden for a while. Chang Sihao walked out three feet away, stomping and staggering several steps, and just managed to hold on.

His body shape, his hands still maintained the defensive posture before receiving the palm, and they did not move at all. However, two pits had appeared in the place where his feet originally stepped, half a foot deep, and the surrounding floor tiles had disappeared. It was obvious that he had been hit.

After the palm, the feet were first nailed into the ground, and then bounced back under the reaction of the body's bow and the ground. When the toes lifted up, the floor tiles and the soil were gouged up.

Qi Beishan frowned. He knew that the uncle had a lot of things to do, but he did not give up his kung fu. Unexpectedly, this black boy looked uninjured on the outside, but his eyes were so blank that he was afraid that most of the meridians in his body were shattered.

We'll have to prepare a coffin first.

The fountain collapsed, mud and water flowed across the floor, and the ground was already dirty. Qin Yi cheered up a little, and landed on the top of the corridor with his feet. He looked at Chang Sihao's posture, but there was no joy in his heart. He knew that the other person turned his hips and closed his jaw, empty.

The chest is rounded and the back is obviously straightened out. The structure of the bones is obviously corrected, so that all the palm force on the body is transmitted to the ground without any damage to the body. These palms are in vain, and they are no different from being hit directly on the ground. Fortunately,

The last palm was given with more force, knocking him backwards, otherwise he would be humiliated.

Chen Shengyang had just told Qin Langchuan about the past in the Cloud-Taking Pavilion. He had already told about Chang Sihao, but he had omitted to mention the fact that he was injured by the young master Qin Juexiang as soon as he entered the mansion. At this moment, he was afraid that the misunderstanding would deepen and the situation would be serious.

He shouted: "Uncle, this person is the little brother Chang Sihao and Chang I mentioned. I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding here. Please wait a moment. Let's make it clear to everyone!"

Qi Beishan knew what he meant. The Qin family's talents had withered over the years. Although there were many knights and swordsmen under his command, they were not impressive. If he got this son, it would be a tough hand. When Chen Sheng rescued him and invited him, he also had a love for talents.

, it’s just that this kid actually did such a thing to the eldest lady, everyone witnessed it with their own eyes, the facts are all there, what else is there to say?

"Brother Chen," there was a cry, and Qin Yi had a long, bright, thin-edged knife in his hand. He rubbed his fingers gently and broke the silk rope hanging the sheath around his waist. He threw the scabbard casually, pointed the long knife at an angle, and his eyes were blurred.
Chapter completed!